Rules
I was talking to a Sunday school teacher about classroom behavior and how to manage the rowdier kids during the hour he has them every...
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- Feb 26
You rule
I pass the same Burger King restaurant several times a week, though I’ve never actually eaten there. On my frequent passings, I’ve...
- Jan 30
Pushing the buttons
Before our schedules became too busy for family trips in the summertime, we used to take an annual trip to a high-rise condo at the...
- Aug 23, 2022
Kinsman Redeemer
After a couple of months of harvesting grain along with the servants of Boaz, Naomi gets to thinking about her dear daughter-in-law Ruth....
- Feb 14, 2022
Deliverance
We got a taxi to the hospital and after what felt like forever—if you’ve spent time in the waiting room with a sick loved one you know...
- Jan 17, 2022
Something familiar
I’ve published a few books over the last eight or nine years, and something I’ve noticed when a person has read one of my books is her...
- Jan 3, 2022
Artificial reefs
“They don’t know that it isn’t real.” This was the reply from Rodrigo, the man who took our family snorkeling on his little boat, the...
- Dec 22, 2021
Say “You-hoo!”
When our girls were little, one of their favorite games to play was hide-and-seek. They would tell me or my husband Brent to hide our...
- May 23, 2021
Faithfulness
It’s funny to track the differences between my childhood in the 1970’s and 1980’s with the world that my kids live in now. The ways we...
- Oct 26, 2020
Looking for my enemy
I was in Atlanta last weekend with my older son to watch him play a couple of soccer games. Not being a sporty person myself, I have had...
- Jul 22, 2019
Fireflies
A friend recently told me about taking a group of Texas teens to Nashville for a mission trip. As they sat outside at an evening...
- Jan 14, 2019
Surprise ending
I rarely watch a movie or read a book more than once. There’s a part of me that says, “I already know how this ends, so I’m not really...
- Apr 26, 2017
When there are no instructions…
When my twin daughters were 3-years old, I walked in the dining room (though we called it the “yellow room” because, obviously, it was...
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